All Chapters of The Apex's hidden mate: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Kaid’s POV My claws sank into the nearest subordinate, slicing through muscle, tearing the bastard apart. Another came at me from the side—a wide swing, stupidly powerful—but strength without precision was nothing. I ducked, moved with cold calculation, and drove my teeth into his side, ripping straight through bone. I didn’t care about the blood. I didn’t care about the spray of flesh or the weight of his body collapsing beneath me. What I want is to end this cocky bastard. The one who thought he could demand what was mine. He would not have her. I tore the next subordinate’s arm clean off, and yet he didn’t scream. Didn’t even flinch. What—? Before I could process it, his fucking limb began to grow back. My gaze narrowed. My growl deepened. I ripped the other arm off. Snapped his leg.Drove him to the ground with my paw. And yet— The sickening crack of his bones realigning, the stretch of muscle reknitting—he was regenerating. The cocky man

I sprinted across the field, the wind cutting sharp against my skin as I pushed harder, faster—until I crossed the line first. Tyla’s footsteps thudded behind me, her breathing ragged when she finally caught up. She bent over, hands on her knees, panting like she’d been chased by hellhounds. “How…how are you that fast? And you’re not even out of breath.” I shrugged, wiping the sweat off my brow with the back of my hand. “Used to running errands.” She groaned, flopping to the grass like she’d been dramatically struck down. “But it’s still insane. You have to rest at some point.” I flicked a glance at the others using the field—students from higher ranks, glancing at me with the usual scorn laced in their eyes. I smirked, turning back to Tyla. “We can’t rest. Not yet. We’re the only ones in our team. You know that means we have to work twice as hard.” Tyla’s response was to dramatically collapse to her back, flailing her arms like a child. “Fine. Then I’m dead. Training’s over.”

Selena’s POV I walked through the hall of the compound, the low hum of security scanners buzzing as I passed. The red lights flickered, then turned green as I was cleared. Of course I was. They knew who I was. Even in this secret location—the heart of the Shadow Pack—where the walls had no ears but the people did, I still carried weight. Maybe not as much as I did at the academy, where everyone fell in line with just a glance from me, but here? Here, I was still important enough to make people move. The agents I passed dipped their heads in respect, stepping aside quickly. I didn’t bother acknowledging most of them. Power wasn’t given here—it was taken. And I’d taken enough to know where I stood. But it wasn’t enough yet. I marched toward the office at the end of the hall, the one with the thick black doors and the no-nonsense secretary perched like a guard dog outside. She glanced up from her desk, her expression carefully blank. “State your business.” “I’m here to see Mr. X.”

Aria’s POV I nodded, steady. “Yeah. All of them.” She just sat there, stunned, her lips parted but no words came out. For a heartbeat, I thought she’d start interrogating me, ask a million questions, maybe even call me a liar. But she didn’t. She just… let it be. Interesting. Less than an hour later, the front door opened, footsteps echoing through the penthouse. The Apex brothers were back. Kaid was the first to appear, his sharp gaze sweeping the room until he locked eyes with the woman sitting calmly at the table. “Why didn’t you call me?” Kaid asked, his tone dipping into that deep rumble he reserved for when he wasn’t pleased. “I would have picked you up.” His mother waved him off, her soft smile returning. “That’s exactly why I didn’t. I can take care of myself.” Kaid frowned. “Still—” “You have a lot of explaining to do, young man,” she cut in, her voice warm but firm, laced with that impossible-to-ignore motherly authority. Kaid’s eyes flicked to me, then back to

I narrowed my eyes at Caspian. “How is that even going to help?” Caspian’s grin widened like he’d been waiting for that question. “These cards have personal questions, things that’ll really get us to know each other better. And if someone doesn’t want to answer…” He twirled the deck between his fingers. “They’ll have to compensate by doing something… funny. Or ridiculous.” His smirk told me he was absolutely counting on the ridiculous part. I crossed my arms. “Have you guys even played this before?” All of them shook their heads. “So why do you even have it? This feels way too convenient.” Ryker cut in, waving me off. “Total coincidence. Don’t overthink it.” I gave him a look. “Uh huh. Sure.” I didn’t buy it one bit. But whatever. I wasn’t going to push it. Honestly? I wanted to know them better. I needed to. We sat in a loose circle on the soft carpet, the tension slowly shifting. Caspian sat cross-legged, shuffling the deck. “All right,” he said, sliding five cards towar